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It was a lovely morning as the sun crested the horizon at Stedman Farms. Margaret Stedman looked out the main window of the kitchen as she sipped her morning coffee. It was late autumn, but it was still fairly warm out



It looks like a rape, but read on and discover that it isn’t. The following story is based on the imagination of a reader who has given permission for the use of her ideas



This is the second story with these characters in “The Club”. Both stories can be read independent from one another, but of course the story-line begins in the first story. The fist story's genre is best described as “reluctant male forced into cuckolding”



I started writing it ages ago and recently found it on my harddrive. It's a work in progress, let me know if you like it. *** Dana, the huntmistress of the Serpent King, she who was known in the land as Dragon Queen, blew down the dusty corridor in a powerful stride



The Club Chapter 5 – Back at Work Monday morning came around and I wasn’t really sure what to do. How could I go to work with a chastity belt on? What if I needed to pee? I hadn’t even thought at that point about what would happen when my breasts started to produce milk. Mr


Those who read part 1 know I am a musician, and my roommate and I fought over my new bitch, a hot cutie with an appetite for hot shit. Read part 1 if you want the details



Back to the sex-citing autobio of self professed superslut PTA mom, Charity Jones. The next few weeks my life got into a comfortable stride. I adjusted to the crazy busy schedule, plus it didn’t hurt I was getting laid at least twice a week now
WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental
Karen and Michelle’s Sad Story Part 1 Chapter 11 By Redlegtiger Please remember that this is fantasy and anyone thinking that they should do these things in real life, deserve to be locked up and have the key thrown away and play sissy slut to their cell mate for eternity
Jessica Chapter 3 Copyright © 2016 Jax_Teller By Jax_Teller From Chapter One: I went over and sat in my chair and Jessica said that was hot



The Knight and the Acolyte Book Eight: Labyrinth of Love Chapter One: The Shaman's Desires By mypenname3000 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Knight Kevin – The Free City of Hargone The splashing, gurgling fountain cooled the inn's common room



Escort services. Chapter 1. At last, she allowed him to cum, letting his seed spurt into her mouth in almost painful spasms of ejaculation. Her tight grip at the base of his cock released, allowing the pent up seed to pass, so that it shot through his urethra at blast velocity



Small Mercies Part I Her I'm lateso lateand yet as I hear your key in the lock, I'm still not ready to go. My sense of time has escaped me tonight. It does that sometimes..
All things considered, I woke up pretty early this morning. Though I suppose that's normal considering I've spent the past 4 months waking up at 5 in the morning



Daddy's Little Bitch pt 2 The Training Continues By Katie Spencer () *** Katie woke up with a splitting headache, a strange and ugly taste in her mouth, and no idea where she was. She had been having the most bizarre and terrible nightmare